My Own Breakup Story, Part 3
>> Wednesday, September 2, 2009
[Continued from the previous post]
The breaking point came on my birthday four years ago. By then, I already quit my office job and started working from home as a freelance writer. He called me up the day before my birthday and said that I should cook dinner for him on my birthday. We had not seen each other for three months and he said he missed me.
So, on the morning of my birthday, I went shopping for groceries. I spent most of the day preparing for his visit. After all, I had not seen him for months, so everything should be just perfect. I even chose to prepare his favorite dishes.
I was in the middle of cooking dinner when he called up again. In that phone call, he said he was sorry but he would not be able to make it, after all. He had a rush job that needed done and his boss asked him to work overtime.
Never before had I cried in frustration on my birthday. No one had ever made me cry on my birthday before. Still, I went on with my cooking and celebrated my birthday alone.
Another month passed by after my birthday. I did not see him even once. At some point, I stopped answering his text messages. I tried to forget my loneliness by playing online multiplayer games and visiting forums. I also buried myself in work.
I also met someone through these online games, but that is a story for another day. This new guy made me realize that there was no use hanging on to a lover who was more of a shadow than an actual presence in my life. After thinking it over for some time, I wrote him an email saying goodbye.
I never looked back. The funny thing was that an hour after sending that breakup email, I received a reply from him saying that he would marry me within the week if I would just take what I said in the email back. Still, I did not believe that it was worth making up with him. So I never looked back.
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